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Screech Like MetalThe elephant is my religion / I am the elephant / A swarm of magic locusts
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Treacherous LandCan you pour music into my soul? / Can you divide the lines between forgotten and unthoughtfulness? / I am strange.
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The Wise Old MountainIf there is ever one day that the stars will align in their disarray / I'll cry, hope, and whisper to the ground beneath me / To take me under, six feet deep
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The Dance Of Old pt. 2Feel the waves around you / Falling through a mirror / Trapped inside your ribcage
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The Dance of OldI've questioned myself insane / I've questioned myself eccentric / There is no explanation for this untimely calling to the wild
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UntitledFeel the waves around you / Falling through a mirror / Trapped inside your ribcage
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The Night CapeThe road wanderers take is beautiful / There is a dirt path through a shaded wood / The sunlight throws knives through the tree leaves
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UntitledFeel the waves around you / Falling through a mirror / Trapped inside your ribcage
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The Night CapeThe road wanderers take is beautiful / There is a dirt path through a shaded wood / The sunlight throws knives through the tree leaves
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The SecretThere's a man who lives in hell / All his life, he's been there / He walks and stalks like a brighter day
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